Sometimes you just know.

Last night Elliott, Brian and I went to Larry's Lounge and were immediately cornered by a very drunk guy who introduced himself as Chad and was trying to take any or all of us home despite prominently wearing a wedding ring. Elliott gave him fake names for all of us, then he spent ten minutes comparing rings with Elliott before leaving. Then he came back and tried to hit on us again, so Brian took him outside and directed him to the nearest Jumbo Slice. It was all suitably awkward but kind of hilarious.